"Sister Yuan, what are you looking at?"
Ye Mianmian was somewhat curious, but the hole was so tiny, she couldn't squeeze by as long as Jhiang Yuan was there.
"I'm checking the supermarket we visited this morning, wondering if there will still be people there at night."
"Oh!"
She wasn't particularly interested, so she didn't ask further.
It was very dark around, and Song Yi's car couldn't go too fast.
The road was rough, and with such heavy cargo, even skilled driving was of no help.
"Tsk tsk..."
"What's up, Sister Yuan?"
Jhiang Yuan closed the small hole, as the wind howled fiercely outside.
"That owner really has guts, he's actually there at night, my God, he even turned on the lights."
That was practically courting death!
"Damn, he's really brave."
"Isn't he? I bet the generator is noisy too."
Jhiang Yuan was quietly worried. She guessed the owner thought business could go on as usual.
